[Comprehensive Yingmei] Genius Lianmeng

, or evil and handsome, or slender and strange (it's you, Ah Fu) whose face can bloom, and then a Hulk pops out of the flower.

"Don't be like this, Tony." Watson, who always acts as the lubricant and glue of the team, said in a good-tempered and well-founded way: "You are the famous Tony? Iron Man? Stark, even if you take off the armor Playboys, billionaires, genius scientists, and philanthropists, not Sherlock who rely on active brains to survive..." He glanced at Sherlock with disgust, and his boyfriend was lazily nestled in his exclusive gray-green armchair , white and thin bare feet huddled under the pajamas, toes flexibly swinging like his brain that can never stop... Watson sighed angrily, and the sigh contained helpless connivance and fateful love.

Tony said in a dramatic aria from the opera: "I can resist everything but temptation." After Wilde's famous quote, he added in a very personal style: "I can bear everything but boredom."

"Have you always been so addicted to yourself, Anthony Narcissus? Why are you addicted to self-destruction at the same time?" Surrounded by a group of great and upright people, Dr. Lecter's metal scratching voice is so strange that hairs stand on end, "As obsessed with collecting your own glorious, imposing and tall image like hamsters collect food and crows collect feathers..."

The word "tall" managed to elicit laughter in the living room.

"Come on, Dr. Lecter, everyone knows that Tony Stark is a hopeless narcissist. Even if we don't need psychoanalysis, we will be clear." He is also a superhero, a playboy, a billionaire, and a supermodel player Bruce, a domineering president, a tech maniac, who spends a lot of money in the internal affairs department of the Charity Federation and Charity Alliance, opened his mouth. He didn't use Batman's voice, but his voice was full of impatience and intimidation. Batman has seen the madness of the whole world, so he won't be overwhelmed by a mere psychiatrist with a unique diet.Then Bruce turned to his friend and said, "Same throwing out of our turf at the Abnormal Human Research Center, same loss of a long list of titles that we don't care about and don't need, same nonsensical company meetings - by the way , I usually just arrive late and sleep in while you are always absent, and I don’t have to deal with fashion magazine photographers and tabloid reporters anymore..." He made the word "reporter" very playful, and the tip of his tongue cleverly twitched, The little employee nestled next to Bruce blushed as if he had really been touched by his tongue, "At least I won't be as depressed as you are after inhaling too much laughing gas."

Information detectives, soldiers and military doctors, superman reporters, Captain America, Winter Soldier Bucky, and a foodie doctor, they all put on a face of "we don't understand the world of local tyrants", ignoring the evil and depraved nature of the evil bourgeoisie extravagant life.

"At least there's a little sweetheart that you can tease and entertain at any time—well, this sweetheart is a bit bigger in size, in every way." Tony said lazily, "Oh, wonderful fairy tale! This boring Terrible London! What a boring world! A nursing home for mediocre auditors and old cadres to die for! I should borrow your colleague's famous words: there are no more great crimes, criminals do more Clumsy bad, with motives as obvious as the Bow Street Catcher. There is no villain who embodies superhero values ​​anymore, and the villains in this world have reached appallingly low levels of IQ, technology, and ambition..."

Noticing Bruce's increasingly sullen, Batman-like gaze, Captain America stretches out his arm—a straight, muscular arm that acts as a shield—and explains, "Tony isn't expecting someone to commit a crime, Bruce." His tone was serious, firm, and sincere, and no one could not listen carefully, and no one could not be moved by it after listening carefully-except Batman, who heard a similar tone from Superman a lot, "You already understand Bite his habitual talk and screw everything up. But I know what Tony means is that the world is really, really peaceful and nice, and Manhattan isn't going to be destroyed and rebuilt every few months...”

"Eight months." Tony interjected scientifically.

"...S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Helicarriers don't fall from the sky every few days..."

"Three days, CAP." Tony corrected professionally, "Jarvis has made accurate statistics, destroying an Helicarrier every three days on average."

"Wow." Watson, as a military doctor who was born in New China and grew up under the red flag, and whose most ups and downs experience was nothing more than fighting soldiers on the battlefield in Afghanistan, said with great emotion, "You are from New York, a parallel world. Right? Live in New York, oh my god... New Yorkers are mythical beings, a tribute to New York and the people of New York who are a magnet for homegrown and alien villains.”

"Aha, what a joke." Tony raised an eyebrow, Steve covered his face in embarrassment at the same time, and Iron Man's tone became triumphant as expected, "Let me tell you, little military doctor, if the TV station And the cameras of the reporters have not been completely smashed, and the people of New York can even watch the live broadcast of aliens invading the earth and superheroes defending their homes every day, as well as the Statue of Liberty being smashed into Venus with broken arms, Stark Tower Lose the other letters and become Avengers Building or something." (STARK only has the letter A left)

"The situation in Gotham is even more serious. It seems that the wheels of history cannot turn without a few crimes every day. Especially when Arkham's mass escape occurred, it is equivalent to reminding the citizens of Gotham that Easter is fast." It's here, Halloween is coming, Christmas is coming..." The guardian of the crime city felt sorry for him.

The little reporter from Planet Daily echoed: "Aliens seem to have a soft spot for the metropolis, I'm not sure if it's because of my alien attraction..."

Tony waved his hand, smiling like money, but with an inherent casual attitude, his brown eyebrows and mustache danced happily: "Never be more knowledgeable than New Yorkers, Kryptonian sweetheart. The occasional Daily Planet building will never compare to the battle damage of the Avengers Building, Baxter Building and X Academy."

"Don't mention battle damage to me." Bruce took a deep breath, hissing very Batman in the back of his throat, and the little reporter huddled even deeper in the sofa, seeming to be six feet three inches tall and weighing 220 The five-pound steel body shrank into nothingness.

"Should we be thankful that the owners of these buildings have enough financial support?" The alien rescue dog, whose evasion value is always 0 and ranked first in battle damage, frantically begged for mercy.

At the same time, the Batman-style sharp eyes suddenly softened into two glasses of sparkling wine, and the Kryptonian was convinced that his Kryptonian heart needed a double check from Fortress of Solitude and Jarvis.

Tony showed a look that only rich sponsors can understand, and said in a chant: "Do you want to drop a Spider-Man while eating breakfast outdoors? Do you want to meet mutants who happen to be able to manipulate metal and magnetic fields while driving on a bridge?" Do you want to witness an alien spaceship crashing into the ground with smoke in the morning when you run in the park? Do you want to see your immediate boss suddenly turn into a green body with teeth and claws, flying around and growling 'I Want to rule the world' goblins (here Norman Osborn)? Come to New York! Here, you'll gain valuable experience in escaping from the brink of destruction on Earth; Autograph signing is no longer a dream! Here, you will always live in a new house that is no more than one year old, and drive a new car that is no more than two years old! Here, the city is developing with each passing day, and you can watch the wonderful duel between superheroes and super jerks. convenient!"

Watson asked weakly: "Okay... have the people of the world and the US government given up on New York?"

"At the same time, Gotham and Metropolis were also abandoned." Bruce shrugged, and he seemed to be dreaming about reaching out to pour himself coffee, but every muscle in his shoulders, arms, back and thighs was against the law. Conveying perseverance and strength like will, "Since aliens, pagan gods, and mutants are almost unwilling to patronize other cities, the citizens of New York, Gotham and Metropolis have to support themselves."

"And this world is almost the goal we all strive for." Steve raised his face, which could be called upright and handsome under any aesthetic standard, his blue eyes were like two distant planets, "No more Sometimes the alien sword of Damocles hangs above the head, and there are no more colorful lunatics trying to destroy the world..." ("God is above, can't they have other pursuits? Apart from ruling the world is destroying the world , why isn't there a villain with a novel idea who wants to destroy sports shows all over the world?" Tony muttered predictably.)

The Kryptonian known as "Super" took up the conversation: "Yes, superheroes appear, struggle, and sacrifice, so that one day the world no longer needs superheroes."

Two of the strongest superheroes looked at each other with a smile that could light up Buckingham Palace.

The most ordinary person in the room felt deeply concerned: "Don't worry, one day, the citizens of New York, Gotham, and the metropolis will live the most ordinary life, and they don't have to worry about being hit by a car when they eat in a Manhattan restaurant." Come in, shield smash in, Spiderman smash in, walk [-]th avenue without having to hide in a bomb shelter, drive the Golden Gate bridge without thinking I'm going to buy another insurance on the car in case Magneto has another whim... people The biggest accident that can happen in a lifetime is just..."

"Boring." Sherlock? The little dismantling expert? Holmes argued, "The biggest accident is the funeral of the only information detective in the world."

At this moment, there was a loud "boom", a big hole was broken in the floor-to-ceiling window, and the living room was full of dust and smoke.

The little reporter straightened his back and folded his arms and turned into Superman to stand in front of everyone. Bruce held the Batarang from nowhere in his hands. Captain America raised his shield and the Winter Soldier pulled him behind him. Tony's armor Already in place, Watson's Browning opened the safety catch, and Sherlock habitually didn't care...

Among the shiny glass shards all over the floor, there is a man who is slowly getting up.He raised his head, shaking shards of glass out of his chocolate-colored hair, a broad, flat forehead that blended seamlessly with soft cheeks and a pointed chin.The straight eyebrows are close to the drooping eyes, and the thinner waist is gathered under the narrow shoulders—in short, this person is full of contradictions and conflicts all over his body, but because of this, he attracts the attention of others unusually.

The man looked around the living room with confused eyes, as if he was stunned by the strange appearance of these men in the room.

Dr. Lecter was the first to speak: "Welcome to the fantasy world of 221B, Will, I'm so glad that your unique way of entering the door didn't make you shatter like a teacup."

And Iron Man said at about the same time: "We have another Bruce, how are your pants, Dr. Banner?"

Gritting his teeth, the man climbed up from the broken glass on the ground, looked at everyone with the eyes of visiting Arkham, and said angrily through his teeth: "What the F***?! No one knows the fuck Edward Norton? Are you time-traveling?!"

The author has something to say: Hahaha is purely funny, nothing to do with the plot!Who told Little Norton to play the little teacup in "Red Dragon" and the green fat in "The Incredible Hulk"!So he did a gorgeous double kill!